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When they opened their eyes again, the scene in front of them had changed dramatically. An ancient courtyard appeared in front of them. The style of the courtyard was more Chinese. Green moss climbed up the walls, and vines firmly grasped the walls, looking fierce and growing wantonly.

The whole courtyard feels abandoned.

The door was locked and tied with a thick chain.

Jian Mingluo looked around and found that he was the only one around. Everyone else had disappeared. Recalling the words of Yinchai before, his vigilance was raised to the highest level.

Are we separating them because they won’t be scary if there are too many of them?

The white fog behind me looks very dangerous. There is only an abandoned courtyard in front of me. Should I go in? Or should I look into the white fog?

After only thinking for a second, Jian Mingluo gave up the idea. He remembered Jiaoyang and the others' instructions clearly.

There is a sentence in it, "Remember to be obedient."

Just looking at the scenery, you can tell that the idea is to let them in, not let them enter the white fog.

Jian Mingluo chose to be obedient.

Some people are obedient, but naturally there are also people who are rebellious and want to test the quality of the white mist. That person is Ji Xiuzhu.

"Oh, what a pity. I just don't like to play by the rules. What's the point of following the rules all the time?"

Without even looking at the dilapidated gate, he turned around and walked towards the white fog.

"Let me see how horrible the hell you're talking about is."

Ji Xiuzhu's figure gradually disappeared in the white mist. After a while, a sound of "Ah!" was heard, and Ji Xiuzhu reappeared in front of the gate. He fumbled up and down and left and right for a while, and found that no parts were missing. He breathed a sigh of relief, but his face turned black.

"Good fellow, you are playing a plot-killing trick on me! I don't believe it, come again."

After another trip, Ji Xiuzhu sat down on the ground, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his eyes were red, he was a little dizzy, and just wanted to die together with the thing that was trying to kill him in the white fog.

In the end, I gave up.

My sanity gradually returned. I died three times, and the ways of death were different, but the pain was the same. It was so damn painful, it was like I had died three times.

"I... give in. Let's go in."

He finally figured it out. In this place, there was no way he could defeat the ghost thing in the white fog.

Others who were not as stubborn as Ji Xiuzhu went straight to the gate.

Jian Mingluo looked at the gate. The couplet on the door was broken and the words were blurred. There were spider webs in the corners of the door frame. The plaque was broken into pieces on the ground and could not be put together again.

The big lock was rusty, as was the chain. When I looked closer, I realized that the lock was not locking the door at all. It was just hung there for show, and the door was opened easily.

The moment I touched the lock, a message came into my mind.

In order to complete the club's mission, you and four other classmates ventured into this long-abandoned house. It is said that several previous owners of this house died in accidents, so it was abandoned and even homeless people dared not live there...

Is this the background?

It's quite immersive.

The door was covered with dust. The moment he pushed it open, three men and one woman appeared beside him. Jian Mingluo took several steps back. He was not used to so many people suddenly appearing behind him.

One is wearing glasses, one is strong, one is thin, and the other is a girl with a lively personality. Why does it feel like they are in a TV drama?

"Why are you daydreaming? Aren't you here to explore?"

A hand circled in front of his eyes, waking Jian Mingluo from his deep thoughts.

He took a step back again:

"It's okay, let's go!"

Ji Xiuzhu’s response was different. After looking several people up and down, he rolled his eyes. None of them were as handsome as me, and they had no ability at all. How could they be qualified to stand with me?

Bai Yaoyao was welcomed by the strong man and the thin man, and also got some information from them that was not included in the previous summary.

"So the whole family of the man who built this courtyard died, right? Some say they died in a fire? Others say they died at the hands of robbers?"

Bai Yaoyao had already stepped over the threshold and walked around the broken screen wall. The big house appeared in front of her. Although it was dilapidated and overgrown with weeds, the remaining structure didn't look like it had been burned by fire.

Zhong Muming leaned back in the chair, looking very lazy. A large mirror appeared in front of him, occupying a section of the sky and divided into many small squares. Jian Mingluo and the others were inside.

Jing also raised her eyes slightly, but it was unclear under the veil whether her eyes were also looking at the screen.

After passing Jian Mingluo and staying on Ji Xiuzhu's suicidal look for a few seconds, Zhong Muming's gaze finally fell on the two brothers Shang Huayang and Shang Huachuan.

This is just the first story, just an appetizer. There will be various meals and desserts later, specially made for these people to build up their courage. In this way, they will feel that there is nothing to be afraid of in this world.

Of course, making them not afraid does not mean making them not respect the strong. The two meanings are not the same.

The night is still long and they have plenty of time!

Feng Xuan's brows were tightly furrowed, and he kept looking around the courtyard. He sensed danger, but didn't know where it came from.

The moment he entered the gate, he felt a chill on his back. There was no sound of insects or birds, and the courtyard was eerily quiet.

Most importantly, Feng Xuan looked at the main hall with its door wide open. It was covered in dust, and a chair with broken legs lay miserably on the ground. There were also some porcelain fragments scattered on the ground, as if they had been thrown on the ground by an angry person, and there were also moldy tea leaves with water stains that had long since dried up.

"Something's wrong, so wrong."

Feng Xuan's inner vigilance reached its peak, and he had the urge to turn around and leave.

After entering the yard, he hadn't seen any spider webs. These things will find places to weave webs even in places where people live. So why are there no spider webs in the yard where no one has been around for a long time?

An uninhabited house like this should be inhabited by all kinds of bugs.

When I opened the door before, there were spider webs.

He didn't believe this was just a setting error.

Feng Xuan thought of a possibility. Insects have a strong sense of danger. This must be a very dangerous place, so no insect dared to step in.

And those nominal classmates are also very strange. They seem to be jealous of each other and don’t care about the club’s tasks at all. So why do they come here?

Who in the club suggested coming here?

How did the previous owners who died in the house die? Who was the first person to die in the house? How did he die?

Also, he seemed to hear the laughter of children? Where did the children come from in this yard?

Wait, one, two, three, four, five, plus myself, the number of people is correct, why does he feel like there is one more person?

Why did the girl smile at him so strangely? His eyes almost popped out. Also, why was there a pair of shoes that seemed to be following them all the time?

There are flowers embroidered on it, so you can see it wherever you go?